So... I've been going through some stuff lately, and as any poet would, I turn my pain into words, and those words into poetry. Fun, right? Anyway, I was just sitting here, bored, and I let the words flow. The poem itself isn't all that great, I am aware, but the message it's supposed to send has deep meaning. I wrote this off the top of my head, so, yeah. Suggestions are welcome, however, though it's just something I wrote for the heck of it and decided to share. So, without further ado, here is the poem. It is a tad on the darker side, so if that stuff bothers you, don't read it, please.

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The shadows grow temptingAnd suddenly,The empty, dark landsOf nothingnessSeem more like a paradiseThan this lifeLed on by false hopesAnd returning disappointmentTo live in sadness;Is it truly worth it?When the misery’s endIs nowhere in sightWhy take more chances?To end it all is simpleWhether with a blade,A bullet,Or a container of pillsWe could use that one chanceAnd end the pain, the sadnessThe misery, and regretWe could slip away from this worldAnd enter deep slumberWhere nothing can ever harm us againDespite these optionsWe still look forwardAwaiting something good to happenTo turn the tide aroundTo fade awayOur tear-stained facesTo light the dark tunnelWe stumble throughEverydayFor we knowIf we surrenderThat others will be engulfedIn the agonyAnd resort to the same escapeThat, to us,Was so blissful,But we do not wish it for themFor they are the ones with hopeThe illuminating lightIn the hallows of darknessThat consume this worldAnd make us questionWhether we’re inEarth or Hell

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